Please make it rare." He hung up before the voice could start in playing twenty questions again.As Dana came out of her room, the phone began to ring....Jim stared at it, unwilling to pick it up. Dana answered it saying, "Yes?" The chef wishes to know if the steak sandwich should be open or closed? He does need to know, of course."Dana smiled and said, "Cancel the order and send up two T-bone steaks with everything. Make one rare and one medium. A brandied pudding for desert and two individual. “Mmmmm,” he groaned, very much enjoying her touch, as obvious by his lengthening and hardening warm, thick cock. “You do that, baby girl."He stared at her body, taking it all in – as one hand grabbed her thong, and began tugging it down her legs, his other hand immediately slapping onto her bare pussy once it became available, and rubbing it firmly, even eagerly. His anticipation was growing. He wondered if hers was as well. His guess was, yes, she was getting excited.She lifted her ass from. The man soon pulled me up and led me to the empty seat next to mywife. He bend me over so I was in the same position she was. I looked overat her and there now was a different cock in her mouth. Her face hadstreaks of cum running down it. I then felt cool lube being applied to myass followed by a hard cock sliding up my backdoor. A moaned out as a real cock slid up my ass for the first time. Ipushed back against it to get it all in. The man fucking my wife's facenoticed this and he said, "Hard. “Huh?”“Do you mind if I change the game. Kinda wanna switch it up”“Sure.”I didn’t say anything –probably because I had been distracted by my thoughts- but we had been playing Black Ops 2 since it had been released a couple months prior. We played Modern Warfare 3 for nearly six months exclusively, forsaking all other games. As I mulled this over in my head, he assumed nearly the exact position on the floor from the night before. Again, my eyes began at the soles of his feet, moving on to.